Sim Card #7

The more I yell about it I cannot make a sound No other way to channel The winter that I've found I ain't about a rolex I'm running out of time The world moves on around me They think I've lost my mind What you even doing In a cold place Like this Girl it's been a minute Don't know why But it all feels too late I'm moving on I'm holdin on I'm movin on I'm holdin on I'm all out of options, I I feel so alone I'm all out of focus, I Don't feel like home The more I yell about it I cannot make a sound No other way to channel The winter that I've found I ain't about a rolex I'm running out of time The world moves on around me They think I've lost my mind You don't need xanax What you even doin In a dark place Like this? Yeah it's been a minute Don't know why Cause it all feels too late Sign of the worlds end Sign of the times They take advantage Who would've thought Pop pop pop Fucked up in the head Don't move or your next Cause I'm better off dead Out of the way Cause I'm moving real fast Cause I threw away my soul and Shriveled on into waste Pop pop pop Fucked up in the head Cause I'm better off dead Don't move or your next Pop pop pop Cause I'm better off dead Cause I'm better off dead Cause I'm better off